Chapter 87: Smash to the end

The voices of bidding came one after another. When the price was called for nine hundred gold coins, there were only two or three people still insisting.
This price is already the pinnacle price of the stink beast inner alchemy.
If you keep on going, you will suffer a bit.
After all, the function of the Stink Beast's inner pill is to break the bottleneck under the profound spirit, so that a pill of the same level can be bought for a thousand gold coins.
Seeing that the number of bidders was decreasing, Cao Renlong looked overjoyed: "It looks like we can really participate in another round of bidding today..."
"Fifty-seventh, nine hundred and fifty gold coins, is there anyone else who wants to bid for it?" The matchmaker also started the final call.
If no one responds after three questions, the inner alchemy of the beast will belong to Room 57.
Before the voice fell, a lazy voice came suddenly.
"Thirteenth..."
Cao Renlong's smile suddenly stopped: "How does this voice sound familiar?"
"It's a bit familiar..." Qiu Jian slowly stood up: "It's like the fat man Feng Chenglin..."
Fang Cheng shook his head fiercely: "Impossible! How can a fat man be qualified to enter here?"
The matchmaker shouted again: "A thousand gold coins on the thirteenth...Is anyone still bidding?"
The three looked at each other.
Qiu Jian had no idea: "What to do?"
Cao Renlong gritted his teeth and said: "What else can I do? Of course it was... the Prince's order, we must complete it!"
Right now, yelling: "No. 57..."
Ling Luoyu's lips fainted with a thin smile: "Connect..."
Feng Chenglin was full of vigor, and shouted: "The 13th..."
"Fifty Seventh..."
"Thirteenth..."
"..."
The two of them seemed to be slammed, and they couldn't let the matchmaker interrupt to tell the count, just shouting.
Cao Renlong Fang wanted to shout again, but Fang Cheng grabbed him.
"Don't shout... it's more than two thousand gold coins... we have no money..."
Cao Renlong was taken aback: "Nothing? So fast?"
Fang Cheng rolled his eyes: "You shout so happy, of course the money will be spent soon..."
Qiu Jian leaned forward bitterly: "Then what now? Can't buy a stink beast inner pill, Prince...will you be angry?"
"What do you mean?"
"nonsense!"
The two choked almost in unison, and Qiu Jian was very upset.
"What are you choking on me for? Have the ability to figure out a way to get the Stink Beast's inner alchemy back for business..."
The matchmaker’s voice came at the right time: "Two thousand gold coins on the 13th... Do you want to add more on the 57th?"
Fang Cheng gritted his teeth: "Plus! Call the number..."
Qiu Xin jumped up like a knife in his butt: "Also called? Aren't we out of money!"
"The prince's money is gone, but we still have money! Otherwise... we didn't take the photo, do you think the prince will spare us?!"
Cao Renlong apparently thought of this question too, and nodded Shen Shen: "Yes! We can pay for it... When we came, the prince Qian Jingwan told us that we must photograph the beast inner alchemy. If we fail to complete the task..."
Needless to say, he really got up and walked to the terrace.
"Fifty Seventh..."
In Room 13, Feng Chenglin looked at Ling Luoyu with a pained expression.
"What to do? We are out of money..."
Ling Luoyu's eyes were leisurely, and Yun Qingfeng trimmed his nails: "Continue..."
"what?"
The corner of Feng Chenglin's lips twitched, but after all he did not ask: "The 13th..."
The fierce call of the two rooms attracted everyone's attention.
Who are these two silly people, B, they actually spent all their money to buy a stink beast inner pill.